The 10th Village Officer's Hard Pen Calligraphy

  In the morning, sparrows chirp on the branches, watching children playing happily under the tree!

  A gentle breeze blew across Xiao Er's small nose, and her little mouth let out a silvery laugh. Behind her, Little Zhengtao Li shouted loudly.

  Behind them, a small eunuch was pushing a wooden cart forward, the wooden wheels and stone slab making a rattling sound. The prince and princess urged him to hurry up, hurry up, so the little eunuch had to run even faster.

  The guards and palace maids on both sides of the sedan chair were tightly protecting them, fearing that these two treasures would be bumped or bruised.

  At this time a eunuch rushed over: "Your Highness Princess, something is wrong..."

  Li Chengqian and Su He descended from the luxurious carriage, only to see a group of palace maids, guards, and eunuchs surrounding two little brats playing with a wooden cart outside the Lizheng Hall. At this moment, they all looked over here, then scattered like birds and beasts.

  "Cut it out..." Li Chengqian snorted in disdain, "Xiaogu, bring down our latest upgraded wheelchair and let them take a look!"

  Su He chuckled and pushed the second-generation wheelchair of the Tang Dynasty under Li Chengqian's buttocks. Li Chengqian sat on the wheelchair as if he had sat on a BMW, with great pride. Su He pushed him into the Lizheng Hall.

  Not far away, Lolita's brother, Little Zhengtai Li, looked silly, the wooden board car in his hand seemed not as good as others' small wheel wooden backrest.

  Two little brats exchanged a glance and saw in each other's eyes the urge to become robbers!

  ………

  Li Chengqian did not expect to arrive early, the palace maid said that the empress had not woken up yet, and also mysteriously said that the emperor ordered in the morning when he went to court that no one was allowed to disturb the empress's sleep.

  "Did Father Emperor stay here last night?" Li Chengqian asked Su He.

  He knew that Consort Yang was highly favored, and since the Empress had been ill for so long, she naturally couldn't accompany him. He hadn't expected the Emperor to spend the night here last night.

  "The Empress Dowager has won the Emperor's heart." Su Hong said.

  The queen hasn't woken up yet, so the two of them sat in the small hall waiting.

  "Zhou Li. Da Zong Bo"...... Li Chengqian asked, "What book is this?"

  Su He was overjoyed, "The Rites of Zhou is a book written by the Duke of Zhou, a sage of the Zhou Dynasty. Its contents are rich and varied, ranging from astronomy and geography to governance and national security, and even down to agriculture and food production. Among them, the Da Zong Bo discusses the selection of the capital's location."

  "Is this book in Lizheng Hall?" Li Chengqian asked.

  "There should be, I'll go get the book and paper now." Su He went happily.

  Su He walked away, and the two little brats, Li Zhi and another boy, came in pushing a cart with guilty looks on their faces. Li Zhi said: "Imperial brother, I couldn't return... this thing... last night..."

  Handcart.

  "Oh, I couldn't return the skateboard last night, please forgive me, brother." Li Zhi was always so proper and polite in his speech.

  Li Chengqian waved his hand generously: "No need to return it, because I already have a new generation of wheelchairs. What's the use of this wooden cart now?"

  That sweet-to-death little face of Xiao Er came out, "Brother, of course I'll return it. If I don't return it, won't Xiao Er become a thief? Brother, this wheelchair... let me sit in your new wheelchair for a bit, okay? I'll return it to you in just a moment."

  Li Chengqian smiled.

  Xu Er thought that not speaking was equivalent to agreeing, so he pushed the new wheelchair and ran away first. Li Zhi still stood in place for a while, afraid of being caught by Li Chengqian, and hurriedly followed Xu Er's butt and ran away.

  Su Hui came back and almost bumped into Cuo Er, then smiled and helped Cuo Er push the wheelchair out of the doorway.

  He picked up a book with the cover written "Zhou Li", Su He helped him turn to the page of Da Zong Bo, traditional characters? Just copy, no problem! Li Chengqian's hand formed a claw shape holding the pen, starting to copy his homework.

  Su He looked at Li Chengqian's claw-like pen grip, his face twitching in discomfort. Then he looked at the characters written by Li Chengqian, which were as messy as if scratched by a chicken's claws, and his facial muscles convulsed again.

  "Your Highness, you have to hold the pen like this in order to write good characters..." Su Hong taught him hand in hand.

  Li Chengqian let Su He put his index finger up, using his thumb, middle finger and ring finger to hold the pen, but writing like this made the characters even uglier than before. Although Su He was by his side comforting him that practice makes perfect, he had copied over a dozen characters, ten of which were useless, and the rest were deformed!

  This can't be written anymore, although I wanted to hand in a careless assignment for Old Li, but such handwriting is unbearable to show to others, how embarrassing! Li Chengqian put down his pen, unable to write anymore!

  Su He comforted him, but Li Chengqian thought that if he had a ballpoint pen, it would be great. Copying a few hundred words wouldn't take more than a few minutes.

  But in this era, wanting a ballpoint pen is just a dream!

  No ballpoint pens, how good it is to have fountain pens!

  Fountain pen? It seems to be invented by some European country in the UK, and you have to bring an army to fight over there to get one! Li Chengqian thought again, it seems that even if they fought over now, they wouldn't have fountain pens either, because their current technology can't produce them!

  Right! Li Chengqian suddenly jumped up, because he thought of Europeans without pens, it seemed to be writing with goose feather pens!

  Goose quill pen!

  Li Chengqian pressed down beside him and hurriedly comforted Su He, smiling: "I'm fine, don't worry. Did you say there are geese in the palace?"

  "Goose?" Su Hei quietly stretched out her hand and touched Li Chengqian's forehead, muttering to herself: "Not hot..."

  Li Chengqian's eyes were black as coal, "I'm fine, I don't have a fever......where is the kitchen?"

  "What does Your Highness want to go to the kitchen for?" Su He asked in surprise.

  "Find the goose."

  "What's the goose for?"

  Depilation.

  Su Hong still wanted to continue asking questions in a connected way.

  "The immortal has his own wonderful plan." Li Chengqian replied first.

  Su He was in a dilemma, fearing that Li Chengqian would go crazy again, and finally he was glared at by Li Chengqian and ran to call the eunuch to bring the goose feather.

  Li Chengqian looked at the goose feathers and asked: "Did you pluck all the feathers from a single goose to bring here?"

  "No, Your Highness. I went to the government office and saw Zhang Gong killing geese, so I took some goose down." The eunuch asked timidly: "Your Highness, is it a mistake?"

  Note: The Tai Guan Shi is a small department under the imperial kitchen of the Tang Dynasty, responsible for "preparing ingredients", so the author Wu Bi thinks that killing geese and ducks should be what they are doing.

  "No." Li Chengqian could only find the longest and thickest hairs from the goose down, then took out a pair of scissors, cut off the shape from the goose tail, softened the hair tube, dipped it in ink, and started writing on a piece of paper.

  The words don't come out very smoothly, but I can barely manage to write a few characters.

  What's more, holding this goose feather pen can bring out Li Chengqian's hard-pen skills. He didn't even look at the fact that in his previous life as a village official, he practiced with a book on quick learning of public servant's hard-pen calligraphy for half a year and wrote beautiful characters, no longer the chicken-claw characters written with a brush!

  Li Chengqian burst out laughing and ignored Su He and the eunuch, who were both stunned. He took a new sheet of paper and began to copy his homework again!

  After more than ten minutes, a beautiful hard-pen calligraphy appeared, and Su He beside him looked stunned, this was too novel.

  Li Chengqian was very proud and proudly waved his hand: "Serve tea."

  The palace maid brought tea water, Li Chengqian felt the temperature of the water was just right. The palace maid beside the empress was considerate, and he took a big sip of half a cup. A kind of flavor refreshed his heart!

  What a taste, it made Li Chengqian's eyes widen in an instant, and the tea water in his mouth sprayed out, otherwise he would have been paralyzed on one side!

  He hastily lifted the lid of the teacup and saw that the tea leaves in the cup were all dregs, like coal ash, and the tea water had a very salty and strange taste in addition to the bitter taste of the tea. What kind of tea is this?

  "Ah......" Su Hong let out a sharp cry.

  Li Chengqian raised his head to take a look, and his hard-pen calligraphy had been splashed by his mouthful of tea water, making it more disfigured than the chicken-claw-written characters!

  "What's all the commotion about?" a discontented voice rang out.

  Li Chengqian was stunned, this voice didn't need to look at the person to know who it was, Little Li's dad Old Li!

  The young couple looked at each other in dismay, and Li Chengqian snatched the paralyzed hard pen calligraphy and stuffed it into his clothes.

  Then he calmly walked up to Li Shimin, who was wearing a dragon robe, and bowed: "Chengqian has seen the emperor father, and wishes the emperor father peace."

  Su He also hastily followed Li Chengqian and gave an elegant bow to Old Master Li.

  "What are you doing here so early in the morning at your mother's place, shouting loudly?" Old Li scolded.

  "After Chengqian came to see his mother, his mother had not woken up yet, so he waited outside." Li Chengqian said. The truth is...

  Lao Li's expression eased a bit, and he asked: "Take out what you have in your chest."

  Luckily, he was seen by Old Li. What kind of eyesight is this! Li Chengqian wanted to deny it, but Su Hong behind him seemed to know what Li Chengqian was thinking in his heart and pulled his sleeve. But what does that mean? The next moment, Su Hong, who had grasped Li Chengqian's thoughts, walked to the front himself, helped him take out the hard-pen calligraphy, and respectfully handed it over for Old Li to see.

  The originally ugly hard-pen calligraphy was rubbed by Li Chengqian and stuffed into his clothes, now taken out, the paper is broken in several places, it's really pitiful!

  Old Li took a look and his face wrinkled up. Originally, Li Chengqian thought he would throw it back immediately, but unexpectedly he examined it for several minutes, just didn't know if he was pretending or really seriously looking at it.

  After a while, Old Li's gaze left the unbearable sight and said sternly: "The homework I assigned to you, you can complete it with dedication, not bad. However, this character is clearly not written by a pen..."

  Then Li Chengqian felt his gaze directed at his back, and Li Chengqian's hair stood on end.

  Old Li saw the goose hair on the back table, and there were five or six goose hairs with ink on them. They were written off by Li Chengqian.

  Old Li's face turned stern and he snorted: "What a breach of etiquette!"

  Then he turned around and left.

  Little Li and his wife left with a gloomy face.

  After a while, Old Li came out after going in to see his wife and left. A palace maid came out and said that the Empress Dowager had summoned the Crown Prince to enter.

  Li Chengqian entered the empress's bedroom, and a loli walked into the small hall, then sneaked to the side of the goose feather, picked it up and examined it curiously.

  A palace maid made her curtsy: "I have seen Princess He Pu."

  "Ah?" She was startled, "Nothing, you go down, don't mention that I took this thing."

  ………

  The queen held Li Chengqian's masterpiece, her small mouth filled with loving kindness, chuckling and giggling nonstop. After hearing that Li Chengqian had finally sprayed out the tea water to complete this masterpiece, the queen couldn't help but laugh even louder.

  Soon Li Chengqian's chance for revenge arrived, and he forced the Empress Dowager to drink two small bowls of thin gruel.

  After having breakfast, Li Chengqian said: "Mom, you're in good spirits now. Let me tell you a story about 'The Lion's Roar from the River East'!"

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